One hundred days. A round number. Not that it has any significant meaning. But it’s round and a factor of 10 so the mind treats it differently.
Today was A Day™. We've had some personal stuff going on. A lot of it bad. Some of it good. Most of it 2020-typical, if you get my drift. It is exhausting in such a way that I'm not sure how to deal with it.
Maybe tomorrow will be better.